"Hahahaha, its cultivation progress can be completed in only forty-nine days, tens of thousands of times faster than me! It's a pity that my current longevity is not sufficient, otherwise it will be just around the corner to make up for the immortal qi in the holy womb!" Gao Lan was very excited for a while, this flying sword was equivalent to one of her clones, and it could shorten her cultivation progress infinitely! Unfortunately, this premise was that a large amount of longevity was needed to consume. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

However, Gao Lan is also powerless about this now. Of course, she didn't regret giving up so many immortal pills to increase longevity, anyway, she finally arrived at Lingshan and cultivated to the positive fruit, so she was eligible to participate in the Pan Peach Conference, and eating a big peach was the longevity of Huiyuan, which was enough for her to toss. And maybe you can bump into other immortals in the future, and maybe you can get the longevity golden pill again.

"By the way, can all of these other magic weapons evolve into immortal weapons?" Gao Lan had a whim. But she soon discovered that no other magic weapon, including her eight-foot dragon scale spear, had such a possibility. Because the flying sword is the Jade Emperor's thing, it has a sword formation with its own mana, such a formation is quite rare, at least there is no such function in these other magic weapons, it is just a weapon.

However, after the flying sword was promoted, Gao Lan's strength increased again, that's for sure. And although those magic weapons can't produce a holy fetus, but after being refined by the immortal qi, they are also more neat and hard; Gao Lan pondered, is it to find a chance to go out again, maybe she can bump into a better immortal fate, and find an immortal fruit that increases longevity? But this kind of thing can't be rushed, she needs to find an opportunity like before, and then go out to travel.

The night passed slowly like this, except for Tang Seng, everyone else was working hard to cultivate and enhance their strength.

The next day, after Tang Seng rested, the Taishi took him to the palace, visited the queen, and changed the official documents.

Although there are no men in the Xiliang women's country, the palace is still splendid, with glazed blue tiles, and the ministers of civil and military affairs are waiting on the side, and it is also quite a big country. Tang Seng is also well-dressed today, with bright clothes and hats, and under the guidance of the Taishi, he is neither humble nor arrogant to pace up the Golden Palace. I have to say that Tang Seng is tall and handsome, and it is difficult to look at the hundred officials of his daughter's country, and he walked all the way to the front of the Wang case.

"Poor monk Tang Xuanzang, pay homage to Your Majesty!" After Tang Seng saw the Wang case, a girl in her early twenties and wearing a yellow robe sat down, and hurriedly stepped forward to pay respects. I didn't want the queen to glance at Tang Seng, and she was so stupid that she couldn't speak, Tang Seng hurriedly raised her voice again, and replied: "Poor monk Tang Xuanzang, pay homage to Your Majesty!" But not only the queen, but many civil and military officials were also confused.

"Poor monk Tang Xuanzang, pay homage to Your Majesty!" Tang Seng couldn't help but raise his voice again. Fortunately, the Taishi is an elderly person, and he is busy quietly reminding the queen on the side. The queen woke up in shock, was embarrassed for a while, and hurriedly said, "Holy monk, please take a seat." The queen's voice was sweet and sweet, and although Tang Seng did not go to see her in accordance with the etiquette, he suddenly felt as if he had been ironed in his heart.

After a while, Tang Seng came back to his senses and clasped his palms and said, "Thank you, Your Majesty." After Gong E got into the seat, he asked him to sit aside, and Tang Seng took out the customs clearance paper. "Please Your Majesty pour down the official document for the poor monk. The queen quietly glanced at Tang Seng again, and then took the text from the hand of the chamberlain and opened it to watch. Tang Seng also quietly raised his eyes, only to see a pair of slender little hands unfold the text, and the soft voice came out again.

"It turns out that the holy monk's common surname is Chen, why is he called Tang Xuanzang?"

I don't know why, how many times have others asked this question, but this time it made Tang Seng feel a little beating in his heart. "Back to Your Majesty, the poor monk's family name is Chen, and later he married the Tang Dynasty as a brother with a different surname, so he gave my country the surname. When the queen heard this, her slender little hand couldn't help but tremble a few times, and her sweet voice came out again, with rare excitement and reverence: "It turns out that it is the imperial brother of the Tang Dynasty." ”

She said, but she didn't know what she was thinking, and finally closed Guan Wen after a while. "The royal brother of the Tang Dynasty has come from afar, the road is far away, my country should be hospitable, how can I just say that I will leave? The queen said it reasonably, so Tang Seng couldn't refute it. After that, the queen slowly stood up and said to the national teacher: "Prepare the state banquet, and the widow will wash the dust for the imperial brother of the Tang Dynasty and his disciples." ”

"Honorable Order. The Taishi and the two ministers hurriedly bowed, and Tang Seng also hurriedly got up to avoid the salute, "Your Majesty." ”

"The royal brother of the Tang Dynasty is coming to our country, why don't you go to the imperial garden to wander?" The queen's voice became more and more pleasant, it seemed that her mood was getting better and better, Tang Seng only felt that an indescribable, unclear feeling took root from the bottom of his heart, and he blurted out: "Your Majesty favors you, how dare the poor monk refuse." When the queen heard this, she hurriedly ordered her to drive and invite Tang Seng to go to the imperial garden with her.

The imperial garden of the Xiliang women's country, located outside the west gate of the palace, at this time it is the winter to spring, the season of a hundred flowers, the grass and trees in the garden compete for brilliance, birds and beasts cry lightly, Tang Seng walked into the garden, only felt refreshed, fatigue at all. In the garden is a quiet path paved with gravel, the pavilion is tortuous, the clear water is clear, and the fragrance is surrounded, which is beautiful. Although Tang Seng has been to many countries, no king has treated him so politely.

For a while, Tang Seng only felt that although this Xiliang was a country of daughters, he was thoughtful in etiquette, which moved him.

And the queen even retired from the palace and accompanied him personally, and it was the first time that she recognized him, the royal brother of the Tang Dynasty, and the **** guest with the respect of a country. After swimming through a few scenes, although the two did not speak, Tang Seng was finally grateful, and couldn't help but look up at the queen, only to see that the king of the daughter country was born dignified and beautiful, but he was generous, and there was no pampered atmosphere of those rich and noble daughters.

Tang Seng always thought that the lord of a country must be majestic and high, but this queen was gentle and demure, which changed Tang Seng's impression of her for a while. And at this time, it happened that the queen also glanced at him quietly, and her face suddenly blushed a little. However, Tang Seng showed a calm smile, he did appreciate the beauty of this queen, but it was only like admiring the beautiful scenery around him, and there was no other delusion.

"Brother Yu, why do you want to learn the scriptures?" the queen stopped and asked Tang Seng gently. When Tang Seng heard this, he was very relieved. Yes, why do you want to learn the scriptures, this is his lifelong wish after he promised to be a Buddha, not for fame, not for selfish desires, but the world does not understand, some disdain him, and some sneer at him, but Tang Seng still adheres to his own philosophy and has come to this day.

However, deep in Tang Seng's heart, he was very willing to find someone to talk to.

"The poor monk learns the scriptures in order to save the living beings in the world, so even if the mountains are high and the water is dangerous, he must go to the west sky. ”

When the queen heard this, she sighed faintly, and expressed the doubts in her heart: "It's a pity that there are countless people in the world, how can you redeem it with the power of your brother and sister alone?" Tang Seng listened, his heart moved, he just clasped his hands slightly, and said: "Your Majesty, you have ambitions and are not on a difficult road. If everyone in the world is like a poor monk, why is there any hatred and suffering?" Although Tang Seng has also made many retreats along the way, his mind has not changed.

He is also a mortal, and when he is tired, but on the real West Heaven Road, Tang Seng has not gone back.

"Brother Yu, although you are doing this with your strength, the people of the world may not be able to fulfill your wishes. At that time, didn't you work in vain?" The queen listened to Tang Seng's words, and couldn't help but have her eyes slightly red, and her words were gentle, which made Tang Seng feel pity in her heart for a while. Sighing, Tang Seng said: "Heaven and earth are incomplete, and the poor monk learns the scriptures, not for a piece of paper, but to educate and treat people." ”

"The sage said that the virtue of a gentleman is like the wind, and the virtue of a villain is like grass. A truly virtuous person will not be reluctant to steal peace, but will face difficulties, teach by words and deeds, and transform the world. ”

Tang Seng is also a person with a clear heart, so he naturally understands what the queen is for treating him differently. Recalling that in front of Wuzhuang Temple, when the four saints tried Zen mind, Tang Seng's self-esteem originally left a wound, but the appearance of the queen today finally healed his wound. And this queen is not the purpose of testing his intentions, so Tang Seng doesn't want to hurt her heart.

"Brother Royal Brother ......" The queen called softly again, raised her head, and Tang Seng hurriedly avoided her gaze: "Your Majesty, please change the official document as soon as possible and let the poor monk go west." The queen was interrupted by him, and tears appeared in her eyes for a while, which made Tang Seng a little at a loss. I wanted to wipe the corners of her eyes, but my hand just lifted it and put it down in surprise.

"Brother Yu has worked hard all the way, why don't you want to stay a few more days?" The queen also seemed to notice Tang Seng's actions, a trace of surprise flashed in her eyes, and the tears in her eyes gradually dissipated. Tang Seng didn't want her to be heartbroken, on the way to the west, it was rare for someone to treat him so politely, even if it was a friend, Tang Seng couldn't be so ruthless. "Depending on Your Majesty, the poor monk will stay for a few more days. ”

When the queen heard this, her eyes showed a look of great excitement, but because of her status, she couldn't dance. But Tang Seng seemed to be able to see her inner heart, and seemed to have an illusion of free flying, and for a moment felt that this queen seemed to show the innocence and innocence that a young girl should have, and couldn't help but be stunned for a while. Tang Seng hurriedly shook his head and followed the queen to continue towards the imperial garden.

In this way, it was not until the afternoon that Tang Seng said goodbye to the queen and returned to the post house. Along the way, the queen's almost excited look and posture kept flashing in Tang Seng's mind, making him a little distracted. Tang Seng kept thinking, if she really let go of her identity and danced with her hands, what kind of scene would it be? Moreover, she was so happy for herself.

Whenever he thought of this, Tang Seng felt as if there was a warm current pouring into his heart.

This is a feeling I have never felt since my mother passed away and became a monk.

It felt like home.

Tang Seng seems to feel that life has never been so colorful, and he usually sees the most annoying ones, the noisy disciples of Sun Wukong, and it seems to be much more pleasing to the eye at this time. Occasionally, however, he wondered what the queen would do when she returned to the palace after leaving the court, and whether she would maintain her majesty as she did in the main hall, or would she become innocent and lovely, playful and lively, as she had been with herself?

I can't guess which one is the real her...... Thinking about it, Tang Seng couldn't help laughing.